She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
"Winter is dead."
Happy Norse Apocalypse everyone! Remember, if you see a giant devilish wolf roaming about, resist the urge to pet it and instead remain safely indoors.